For the past few days my colon has been collecting shit like it was pogs and this was 1997. I don't want this shit that's been accruing, I keep urging my colon to release it into the toilet and let me get on with my life, but it poo-poos my suggestion and keeps on keeping on, gathering it up for some unknown purpose. I was already going to the doctor tomorrow so he could tell me that I'm fat and will die very young, now he'll tell me to take more fiber. I am already taking fiber. My colon doesn't CARE about the fiber. I don' t know what it wants. Maybe blood?
Side note: I took the term "Runner's Low" from
P.P.S. Larry David has blog entries on Arianna Huffington's new web page so I can NEVER insult it. I have SUCH the hetero mancrush on his GENIUS!
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